ivey hopes…

I have been resting, just staring down at the castle. I wish I could find words— serious, beautiful words— to describe it in the afternoon sunlight; the more I strive for them, the more they utterly elude me. How can one capture the pool of light in the courtyard, the golden windows, the strange long-ago look, the look that one sees in old paintings? I can only think of ‘the light of other days,’ and I didn’t make that up…

I have been resting, just staring down at the castle. I wish I could find words— serious, beautiful words— to describe it in the afternoon sunlight; the more I strive for them, the more they utterly elude me. How can one capture the pool of light in the courtyard, the golden windows, the strange long-ago look, the look that one sees in old paintings? I can only think of ‘the light of other days,’ and I didn’t make that up…
I Capture the Castle, page 95

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